spare a thought for toby marks. to be so routinely ignored
for an entire decade, watching lesser talents reap the rewards of seeds
you've sown, and not release an album called die, music industry scum
must take a superhuman effort of will. happily, he's released this
instead. a 10-year retrospective - a 'best of' by any other name - as
testament to his irresistible, audacious and wholly brilliant mix of world
music, dub, psychadelia, soundtrack, techno, breaks, and anything else
that tickles his fancy. impossible to classify, but think röyksopp, zero
7, trabant, the orb, pink floyd, and papua new guinea-era future
sound of london as markers. even then, you're only scratching the surface.

4 stars out of 5

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reproduced without permission from muzil magazine
(issue 88 pg. 81). to be used for
private and research use only. original article is here.